It had taken much longer than a single night to get to the planet Jar-hidda had wanted, but Hannah was alright with that. Life back in the void had gone back to normal, upkeep in the ship, training, meditating, eating and repeating. Jar-hidda had assured life was much more entertaining on a vessel meant for a clan, but Hannah teased that she would pass on the chance to be in any kind of enclosed space with a bunch of lonely hot-blooded males.

Give her old men like Jar-hidda any day.

After breakfast she sat with Jar-hidda as they approached the planet: a blue and tan-colored rock planet, small, and according to Jar-hidda, devoid of any really threatening beasts.

Sounded like a real resort planet to her, and she was amused by the thought of Jar-hidda having this sort of 'secret garden' planet where he can go to not be the 'legendary' Jar-hidda for a while.

Fame had to be so tiring.

"How long are we going to be there for?"

"Long enough to get warm and stay warm for a long while."

Hannah snickered, "let's not make it a whole year though."

"If it takes that long."

The ship cut neatly through the atmosphere, heading gently down to the surface. They passed over tall trees and fields of grass. They set down in one of these fields by a small pool of clear water, and Hannah looked up at Jar-hidda, cocking an eyebrow before standing from her seat. The screen said that the air was breathable, barely for her, something more tolerable for Jar-hidda, but nothing that was going to do damage to either of them.

She went to the side of the ship and opened it, looking out at the water, seeing it steaming on the surface.

"Ah," she declared in understanding, aclimating to the strange taste of the air and the shallow breaths she was suddenly taking. Gradually she moved down the ramp, taking in the sights but paying particular attention to the steam above the pool, "I was thinking this was too temperate to be considered a 'warm planet,' I see your secret now."

She moved over to the edge of the pool, hearing Jar-hidda come down the ramp after her. She did a quick scan of the area, noting that there was no apparent danger, then lightly bent,touching the back of her hand against the water.

Very hot. She moved her hand and rubbed the red spot away.

Possibly too hot for her to want to get in, she was less tolerant of heat than her yautja friend. But the place was beautiful, and she didn't mind relaxing on the beach while Jolly took a hot bath. She undid her kilt and sat down on it, returning Jar-hidda's gaze as he walked right into the water and purred in delight.

Hannah chuckled.

"So what's this planet called? Nuo'ethy?" she teased. If the planet they had just come from was called 'hell' this one had to be 'heaven' right?"

"No but I like that better," said her friend, thoroughly enjoying himself, sinking down to his shoulders and rattling in pleasure.

Hannah grinned, "bet you would choose this water over a females bed any day."

"Every day," he agreed and Hannah laughed.

The human woman turned and laid back on her kilt, looking up at the blue sky, closing her eyes and listening to the water.

"Very Earth-like, this place," she said softly.

Silence, save for the tell-tale sounds of water moving about, answered. Then after a moment her friend asked, "do you miss Earth?"

Hannah smirked, "not particularly."

"Even though it's your homeworld?"

"It was full of humans Jolly," she said, laughing, "I got along with them about as well as I get along with youngbloods."

Jar-hidda didn't chuckle in response, like she expected, and she opened her eyes and looked over at him. He was looking out over the grass, seemingly at the forest that was in the distance.

"Why, do you miss yours?"

"Not particularly," he responded, using her answer, "it was full of females," he turned to her then grinned, "I get along with them about as well as I do females."

Hannah smiled for a moment, then tilted her head, "what's on your mind Jolly? You've been very quiet and thoughtful lately."

Jar-hidda rattled low and looked away from her again, resting his back against the edge of the pool, almost laying in it. The long silence told her that she wasn't going to get an answer, which usually meant it was something he felt ashamed about; something emotional and therefore against the Path and un-yautjan, dishonorable and some-such.

She frowned, but didn't press the matter, laying back down on her kilt and humming.

"We've been out of the game for a while," she said, changing the subject for her friend, "we're going to have to go on some hunts to catch up to our seasons."

"What did you have in mind?"

Hannah hummed in thought, looking up at the blue sky again, at the dirty-looking clouds.

"Well, I could always go for another r'ka," she said, "bring my collection to an even number."

Jar-hidda clicked.

"What about you, what would you like to hunt?"

Jar-hidda rattled in thought before answering, "I haven't hunted humans in a long time."

Hannah scoffed, reaching for and throwing a clump of grass and dirt at him. Jar-hidda scoffed and quickly scooped the offending object out of his special pool of water and tossing it out.

"I'm not dead yet!" she yelled, grinning, "you can wait a little longer!"

"It's been so long," he complained, faking a whine.

"Don't make me come into that water and kick your ass!"

"Come into the water then," challenged the yautja, spreading his arms in welcome, grinning maliciously.

"No!" she protested quickly, all but falling back on her kilt, trying not to laugh, "I don't feel like boiling myself alive just to teach you a lesson."

Jar-hidda laughed, splashing some water at her, the droplets thankfully cooled by the time they hit her. She sat up and pulled up more grass, threatening to answer his assault of water with earth and he rattled in warning. She chuckled but set the grass back down.

"I haven't hunted an r'ka in a while either," he conceded, settling down in the water again and Hannah crossed her legs, looking at her friend, "it would be wise though to pay our dues to the Guan-mi clan first, before doing any hunting."

Hannah nodded, recalling the price of the freedom they were now enjoying. But before any of that they were going to rest here for a bit, at least until Jar-hidda got over the trauma of being on Ch'ot for so long.

However long that took.

Given the size of the planet, Hannah expected that night would be coming relatively quickly, she began making plans to start a fire, cook meat over something with smoke to give it flavor, it would be like camping out, something they hadn't really done on the frozen planet. It would be nice, as relaxing for her as it was for him, get the past year out of her system and be ready for the time ahead.

Her thoughts turned momentarily to the Guan-mi clan, it sounded familiar but she couldn't place it, she doubted it was a clan they had visited before since it was a visit they were requesting. It definitely wasn't Garv and Little Fighter's clan otherwise Jar-hidda would have refused to go. Hashi's clan maybe? She hadn't seen Hashi since he had fought Jar-hidda over her 'possession.' Ten years was enough time for him to have gotten over that mentality right? It would be nice to visit him again under less stressful circumstances.

She supposed that she would see soon who it was their mysterious benefactors were, for now, she laid back down on her kilt and felt content to just bask in the sun.

"Any idea who the Guan-mi are?" she felt compelled to ask, after a moment of silence. She turned her gaze to the large yautja who had taken back to relaxing against the edge. Her friend lifted his head and rattled low in thought.

"They were a clan that were formed out of the Yeyin-thei-de," he paused, "I believe their clan leader is Al'nagara, last I had heard, more than that I do not know. A small clan with little prestige. Nobody as far as anybody is concerned."

Hannah hummed in thought, "I supposed that would explain a desire for you to visit."

"Maybe."

"Hopefully they are aware I'm human, or that will come as quite a shock when we get there."

Jar-hidda rattled in amusement from where he is.

"By now I'm sure all know who you are. 'What' is not very important. A warrior is a warrior. The only important thing is if you're blooded or not."

Hannah frowned, "I think I can name a few who would disagree."

Jar-hidda didn't respond at first, before lifting his crest. Hannah could see the yellow of his eyes leveling onto her and she shrugged, "you're not blooded and nearly everyone respects you. People like Neijin-the-de, Little Fighter, even Hashi, they're blooded, and they had to work twice as hard for that respect."

Jar-hidda growled, shifted and laid his head back down on the beach of his hotpool. After a long while he rattled, "you are right, I take back what I said."

Hannah felt no smugness at the victory of this argument, she sighed and flipped over onto her front, looking at Jar-hidda fully, "it's part of why I like traveling with you Jolly. You're not like that. You're..." she smirked and chuckled to herself, "weird. You're... very human."

Hannah saw Jar-hidda's eyes again and Hannah fluttered a hand to gesture at him as a whole before adding, "for a yautja, at least."

Jar-hidda let out a single hollow sound, followed by a rattle and his tusks spread in a grin, "I suppose that's what I find enjoyable about you as well."

Hannah laughed, "that I'm weird?"

Jar-hidda tilted his head, still grinning, "that you're very yautja, for a human."